Alone at Last

My heart drops straight into my stomach at his words. The nervous knot tightens, flooding my veins with icy dread. Does he regret what happened between us? Is he trying to let me down easy? Maybe he just wants a casual fling while we are in Paris. A harsh wave of nausea rolls through me at the thought. I already know the answer to that. There is no way in hell I could ever just have a fling with M